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letra de medicated - molotov demolition

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verse 1
the children of pavlov get their grind on though they are reaching for nothing
hustling a ridaz goin’ get you advocated in an oven
na more like a furnace burn up lyrics like freddy kruger
shave my head and become superman’s nemesis, lex luthor
hysterical then influenced by overdosed hyenas
wylin’ out, screamin’ out they don’t care about us! hurricane katrina
they’d rather shoot us down while they are strapped up with a heater
welcome to the world of deceivers, non-believers, and twisted c.r.e.a.m.ers
and when entering the gates of nineveh prepare to be man slaughtered
your blood to them is a necessity, suburban child drinking water
these over privileged snakes better not come around my way
and if they dare shed a tear on my shirt i’ll give them a true reason to complain
and while you claim that these synthetics are all that are keeping your brain in-sane
i got a tainted wrist with a tainted heart f-ck all these tainted stains
dopamine, rolling green, on the side of my sidewalk
with a headless hors-m-n carrying explosives excessed with molotov

chorus
homie walk around like a convicts struggle
neighbors mad dogg and whisper man that m-f-z medicated
best believe he’s medicated
wish me luck when i fall in a pit filled with poe’s ravens
he get around life but only if he can be medicated
that’s why he stays medicated

verse 2
rejoice in s-d-stic acts then burn hard while satin simply laughs
so if i could describe this moment in one phrase i’d say a prost-tute on broken gl-ss
but to fit one trip into 16 bars is harder than a camel crossing through a needle hole
so the more inhaled makes time slow in detail and seems to overflow an emptiness in my soul
and suddenly i’m structin’ a torture device worser than the cask of amontillado
then while others dream of ridin’ a mercielago i’m in the bas-m-nt perfecting my sopranos
they say oh left us just outcasted, elastic when he relapses
across the universe but fear hard i’m back on a lus xyz axis,
with a trunk filled with broken speakers that make tiny tim sound more like a creeper
slender-man as a mere player and la llorona to a more regretful weeper
flashing lights, oh jiminey calm down! h-llo officer are how you doing tonight
well i admit my friend has been driving crazy but i swear our blood levels are alright
i take a precautionary warning and hide it in the rest of my mausoleum
and i should tattoo this story to my spine so i can be compared to a polynesian
the clocks are moving rapid i might be inactive to handle myself for the rest of my life
evolution creeps in so slightly so i take my revelations only so lightly

chorus
homie walk around like a convicts struggle
neighbors mad dogg and whisper man that m-f-z medicated
best believe he’s medicated
wish me luck when i fall in a pit filled with poe’s ravens
he get around life but only if he can be medicated
that’s why he stays medicated

verse 3
i’m a…..
pharaoh in a tomb, gasping for air with treasure filled covering the ceiling of my room
the only light i see is the reflection of an eclipse bouncing of the edge of a crusted golden spoon,
embalmed in my doom, i’m like a b-tterfly that can’t adapt to break out of such a small cocoon
and from a high apartment window i dive while in a blink of an eye june turns into june
i saw an airplane in the night sky, and it only flew right by me
does this aviation lead to heaven? the stewardess claims she is the definition if i possibly have any money
but maybe this pistol can blow the whistle, 7 trumpets sound like military missiles
advice translates into the riddler’s riddles without ritalin his voice sounds like a ritual
my heart is blazing inside a kindred kindle, crash! heroin thrown straight at your windshield
driving slightly crazy, the liquor is tasty, vigor crashes you into a bakery that sell pastries
i’ve been faded lately, this feeling feels amazing, but my life is as dark as a swazi’s
i live in the land, the land of the raping where imperialist officials wipe your -ss and ident-ty
but even though ashes are produced, i still manage to put on a smirk
tie down an afro wig rockin’ some shades wearing a tye-dye shirt
and if they ever find me not breathing remember me than a soul who is leaving
i wasn’t a legendary prophet, but was often, left alone in my nightmares screaming!
(screams fade out)

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